Legend of the Great Saint

In the ink sea, an island mountain is alone, and Dan Danqing is focusing on painting. The ink king of the Dragon King is holding hands and giving guidance from time to time. Suddenly looking back, the blank eyes are condensed with a pair of dragon eyes.

"Dan Qing, come here today!"

"Yes, Master."

"Leave the ink sea."

"Ah?" Yan Danqing was surprised.

"he came."

"Is it really impossible to fight?"

"No war can't be."

The Mohai Dragon King walked outside the house, looking across the sea and looking at a pair of red dragons.

Li Qingshan is facing the sunset, standing on a black reef, the sea breeze is filled with ink, and a red hair is raised.

He was full of curiosity and leaned down like a big cat. I don't know what the water of the ink is.

"Hey, the one over there, the sea can't drink!"

A fisherman is driving the fishing boat back to the shore and seeing this scene, he can't help but warn loudly.

Li Qingshan looked up and glanced at him. The fisherman saw the red hair, not reddish by the setting sun. A pair of red scorpions seemed to contain magic power, which made him feel chilly.

Li Qingshan still drank a bit of sea water, bitter and salty èidào spread in his mouth, snoring and screaming, stretched out the black tongue, and said to himself: "It is very difficult to drink, but èidào is quite special. !"

Then he waved to the fisherman: "Hey, brother, come home soon, the storm is coming."

"Ah... well..." The fisherman came back and quickly rowed hard.

Li Qingshan took out a picture from his arms and unfolded it. It was the "three musts" painted by the five immortals, and they examined it again. From the beginning of the first volume of the grass-sword sword in the black wind village, until now, all kinds of related to it, all come out in the mind, and finally put it into the ink sea.

"The three must be floating in the sea where the rays of the sun are burning, gradually sinking into the sea, and the handwriting on the scrolls is as sharp as the sword, and gradually melts in the sea of ​​ink.

Li Qingshan smiled, and Mohai Longwang did not have jùjué, which is very good!

Looking back at the fisherman who was rowing hard. Can not help but shake his head. Jumping up, both hands are in a virtual cage, screaming: "The people at the ink beach are listening to me, the storm is coming!"

The sound waves crossed the surface. Spread all over the ink sea. Rolling back and forth. It is like a god. Countless people showed a surprised expression, and then began to desperately row, away from the boundaries of the sea.

"Aoyama!"

Yan Danqing heard this. Suddenly, I dropped the ink dragon king and flew to the place where the sound came. Just after leaving the island, the dragon humming sounded nine miles behind. The island was swallowed by the raging waves, and a majestic ink dragon smashed on the island hill. The sharp dragon The claws clasped the mountain rock, and the huge body was looming in the huge waves. It was as if it was a response to Li Qingshan.

“Hey!” Yan Danqing frowned and sighed, speeding up, and the sea water tumbling below, but the speed spread to the coast faster, the sky quickly gloomy.

Xiaguang faded and the sky was dark.

A big wave was shot on the black reef, and the broken splash of the spray fell on the face of Li Qingshan. The mood was like the sea in front of me, and the faint began to churn.

A black spot flew from the sea, and Li Qingshan waved his hand: "Dan Qing, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Aoyama, don't fight, just beg you!"

Yan Danqing fell in front of the asphalt green hill, grabbed his shoulder, panting.

"The disciple of Mohai Longwang should not ask for help."

Li Qingshan still smiles, and the war is more and more blazing.

"I don't just want to be a master, but also a friend. I don't want to see any of you have an accident!"

"No one will die, your master's deity is not here, isn't it?"

"Li Qingshan, do you think you must win?"

The sea came from the low voice of the ink dragon, as if the whole sea was in words.

"of course."

Li Qingshan is full of confidence, even if it is the home of the Mohai Dragon King.

This war will not have any helpers, nor will there be Nirvana rebirth. Only him and Mo Hailong Wang are no longer for revenge, but for the sake of studying themselves, whether there is power above the ten demon king.

"Hurricane!"

A roar, a black dragon shadow straight up to the sky, the sea of ​​the rolling "mountain peaks", as if to meet the low and low pressure of the ink cloud. The dragon shadow flew between the clouds and the sea.

boom!

The rock splattered, the reef of Li Qingshan’s reef shattered, and he snorted: “It’s stingy!”

"Qingshan..." Yan Danqing still has to persuade, Li Qingshan suddenly looked straight into his eyes, and said: "Go away!"

Yan Danqing involuntarily released his hand, Li Qingshan patted his shoulder and smiled: "If you are idle, just draw a picture!"

Yan Danqing stayed in sight and sent Li Qingshan into the tumultuous ink sea. In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by the sea and disappeared.

However, immediately after, a mountain rushed out of the ink sea, standing between the heavens and the earth, a pair of curved horns tearing the clouds, full of unyielding fighting spirit; a pair of gorgeous wings, wingspan straight to a thousand feet, glowed with divine glory.

A big wave crashed into the mountain, but it could not shake its points. On the contrary, the sea around it gradually calmed down, becoming unsettled and smooth as a mirror.

Li Qingshan stepped forward and marched toward the center of Mohai. Wherever he went, the violent sea became calm and formed a great contrast with the turbulent waves around him.

The cold sea water blows the surface, and the dragon and the blue slammed into a high heaven, and spread a blank sheet of paper in front of him, holding the right hand tightly against the wolf and staring at the sea.

At this time, Gu Yanying and Sui Bao came and stared at Mohai.

"A sister, they really want to fight!" Sui Bao exclaimed.

"Who can stop this, watch the battle!" Gu Yanying has two hands.

"The war is good, I blame you for letting me retreat and miss a lot of good movies!"

Sui Bao is excited, and his eyebrows are flying.

Gu Yanying is a helpless face~www.readwn.com~A sister, who do you think will win? ”

Sui Bao took out a bag of dried fruit, ate one, and even smashed the nucleus.

"In theory, no one can defeat the Mohai Dragon King in Mohai." Gu Yanying said.

"But he is not in theory, is he? I really can't think of it, this kid is so strong now!"

The battle that Sui Bao thought of missing was not regrettable but also expected.

In the early days, the statue of Chu Wang Gao Da, according to the magnificent Mohai of the sword, seems to have fallen into the chénò, in the majestic South Hub City behind, the practitioners have climbed the wall to watch the battle, but only see the world discolored, thrilling.

Li Qingshan is about to approach the center of the ink sea. The waves are getting more and more violent, and the sea water beside him is provoked. The sound of the dragon looming in the wind and the waves is always incessant, and he is slowly entangled.

So he lifted the knife high! To be continued...)